First Lady

Seeing Lan Shan's red and slightly swollen lips being kissed, her throat tightened and she lowered her head to kiss her again, but this time it was a taste of it.

Ming Ye said solemnly: "Well...the street is really not very good, it's okay...let's go home." After returning home, you can do whatever you want.

At first, Lan Shan came over and nodded following Ming Ye's words, but soon understood the meaning of his words, glared at him, then turned her head to look out the window and ignored him.

After a few minutes of watching Lanshan and ignoring him, Ming Ye couldn't hold back any longer, and she dodged his hand when she reached out to grab Lanshan's hand.

Ming Ye parked the car on the side of the road, turned around and asked Lan Shan: "Are you angry?"

Lan Shan turned her head and tapped his forehead, "No way, don't park here, you can't park here, let's go home, it's getting late, it's time to make dinner..."

But how could she be angry about such a trivial matter, even if she was angry, it was only for a short while.

Ming Ye restarted the engine and said with a smile, "Okay, let's go home."

This day, the two of them got along with a rare warmth, like a couple who have been married for a long time, happy and satisfied in the ordinary.

In the evening, Ming Ye was surprisingly gentle, the gentle kiss and the slow teasing made Lan Shan feel like she was surrounded by softness, and she didn't feel any discomfort from the beginning to the end.

After the lingering, Lan Shan leaned weakly in Ming Ye's arms.

Ming Ye hugged her and kissed her forehead: "Sleep, let's go to the hot spring tomorrow."

"Hmm..." Lan Shan replied softly, adjusted a more comfortable position in Ming Ye's arms, closed her eyes and fell asleep.

Early in the morning of the second day, Mingye's cell phone vibrated by the bedside, because there were two days, Mingye set the cell phone to vibrate, and did not turn it off at night.

Ming Ye woke up keenly, took the mobile phone by the bedside and saw the name of the person displayed on it, his eyes darkened.

If Chu Qiao dared to call at this time, something must have happened, otherwise, how could his extremely slippery temper be scolding at this time.

Ming Ye took a look at Lan Shan who was still sleeping soundly, pulled her arm out from under her head lightly, lowered her head and kissed her on the lips, then turned over and got out of bed, put on her pajamas and tiptoed out of the room.

After walking to the next room, Ming Ye answered the phone, "What's the matter with Chu Qiao?"

"Master, something happened." Chu Qiao's voice was very hurried, with the hoarseness after staying up all night.

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